BECAUSE TOMORROW ... I DON'T KNOW IF IT IS TOO LATE !!! "Where are you going?" My husband from the sofa looked at me stunned. - Here at the door, to walk the dog. - And for that you have hair and makeup? And you've worn that suspiciously guarded dress for a special occasion like your birthday. - Yes!!! - You are not okay? Are they going to think you're crazy? - Maybe yes, they think I'm not well ... that this confinement has ended the little sanity that remained inside me, hahaha. But the reality is that I have never been saner. Before I thought about saving this dress for a special occasion, my birthday, without realizing that every day is special, that every little outing, going to buy bread, or to the pharmacy, every little walk to my emblematic mountain. And yesterday it came out sad giving gray strokes. And that is not fair, I am alive, and I feel the need to be happy, to live, to love ... and I have hope, I have time and I have decided to put my little grain of sand to the hope of the world. I'll go out the door for a minute, go to the corner and come back, like I'm walking on a red carpet. Whoever sees me from their balconies will smile and that is something that I and my peculiar attitude and way of being will provoke. Today I do not want to save anything for tomorrow, I will release everything, I will give the best version of me, and tomorrow I will put on another dress and so on until they are worn, they have had a long life full of walks and smiles, that cause looks and give them joys, which are eaten by moths in a closet. I had been on the street for less than five minutes when my husband appeared with his waistcoat suit, from some wedding, he was wearing shoes without socks and a top hat that he didn't even know we had. I didn't want to laugh but the laughter came out by itself. He came over and offered me his arm. - Come on, our red carpet is only a few meters long and we are going to enjoy them to the fullest, honey. How crazy, it may be ... but that night only laughter was heard that left our fears behind, giving way to the best within us and thus reflecting it around us. Life is today ... not tomorrow ...
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